"Your store has been rented, does it need to be renovated?"
Scar, who looked extremely ferocious because of the scar on his face, asked aloud.
Mo Lan felt a little uncomfortable and touched his nose.
"How much?"
"Twenty coppers a day."
Scar said coldly.
"Okay, help me expand the door from a single door to the width of four doors. If you don't want a door, prepare long wooden boards the size of a door for me."
"make a deal."
Scar nodded coldly, and then went to find someone in the yard to say something. After a while, several people came over. Mo Lan was about to take them to the shop when he suddenly remembered something and stopped again.
"Al, take them to the store and tear down the wall first. I'll be back later."
The house Mo Lan rents is a double-story stone-walled house. The walls are made of stones glued together, and it will take a lot of time to dismantle them.
"Okay, sir."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he looked at Scar again.
"I just heard you say that you accept a commission here?"
"You want to change your profession and become a warrior? You can't do it with your physique."
Scar shook his head coldly and said.
"Would you accept the commission?"
"I won't accept your request for job transfer. You are too weak."
"Then I entrust you to find a spell."
Mo Lan thought for a while and said aloud.
"What spell?"
"A spell my body can withstand."
Scar frowned when he heard this, his face was cold, he took a shield from the side and put it on his hand, then patted the shield.
"Punch upward with all your strength."
When Mo Lan heard this, he didn't hesitate and immediately punched him. After a while, Scar shook his head.
"Impossible, you can't change your profession to a warrior, and it's useless for you to entrust me with it. Give up as soon as possible."
Mo Lan looked at the gang leader who had a cold and ferocious face but was always trying to persuade him, and suddenly felt a little funny.
This agent is really honest.
"I finally understand why your Black Crow Gang has been able to continue in this Red Maple City for decades. You must be the only one, right?"
Scar's expression didn't change when he heard this, but Mo Lan seemed to see a trace of pride in his eyes and only listened to his cold words.
"Other gangs will disappear within three years at most. We are different. We are the strongest gang in Red Maple City."
"Understood. Thank you for your persuasion. I still have to stick to my commission. I want a spell that my body can withstand."
"It doesn't exist. You can't bear any attack spell."
Scar said coldly.
"No, you misunderstood. I don't want offensive spells. I only want physical strengthening spells. As long as my body can bear it, the more physical strengthening the better."
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Scar looked at him like he was a fool.
"Even if you change jobs like this, you still won't be able to defeat a third-level warrior."
"Whether I accept the commission, how much it will cost, and whether it can be completed."
Scarface shook his head silently, thinking that he had probably concluded that Mo Lan was a fool. Foolish people have a lot of money.
"We are only responsible for finding spells and are not responsible for helping you change jobs. The entrustment amount ranges from one to ten silver Nas. Please pay one Yin Nas as a deposit first."
After Scar finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Lan and added in particular.
"As long as the spell meets your requirements, no refunds will be accepted no matter what happens, and the balance will be paid."
"As long as the spell matches."
Mo Lan stretched out his right hand and handed it to Scar. Scar hesitated for a while, then after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and held it with Mo Lan, and said with a "smiling smile".
“A pleasure to work with.”
“A pleasure to work with.”
Mo Lan turned around and left, walked through several streets and came to the back of the Adventurer's Guild.
Watching the door of the house at the corner being demolished, the stones that formed the wall were removed one by one. When the space was large enough, a man who looked older used the removed stones to make the door frame. Mo Lan
I stepped forward and took a look. It was beautiful and strong.
This made Mo Lan couldn't help but look at the five people who were busy. These people's faces looked rosy and shiny, which was very different from the thin and sluggish people around them.
Especially when they were working, their faces were cold, their weapons never left their bodies, and their bodies were full of evil spirits, making people afraid to look directly at them.
But Mo Lan found that they worked very seriously and efficiently, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. When Mo Lan paid, a man with a sinister face and a fierce look showed a silly smile.
"Uh huh huh??? You must be dazzled, right?"
This seemed to be Mo Lan's illusion. When he looked again, he found no trace. He was still the vicious gangster.
Looking at the few people leaving in a domineering manner, Mo Lan rested his chin on his hand and muttered to himself.
"This group of people... has something interesting."
"Al, are all the gangs in Red Maple City like the Black Crow Gang?"
After hearing this, Al checked around and saw no one before speaking in a low voice.
"No, only the Black Crow Gang is like this.
The Black Crow Gang's sphere of influence is the place with the most shops and the most people in the city.
Moreover, the Black Crow Gang is very strong. Even if the guards come here, they don't dare to act wild. They have to speak politely.
Also, now other gangs have begun to learn to collect protection fees, but they are all very greedy. The protection fees are increasing and increasing, and they have collected them again and again. Except for you, no one can open a shop there anymore.
.”
"Oh, that's it. Then this Black Crow Gang is really talented. He eats both sides. He understands stock ownership and sustainable development in this era. This... is awesome."
Mo Lan shook his head and said, then he got up and started cleaning the shop, and then asked Al to take him to buy some simple wooden display cabinets.
After the wooden display cabinets were laid out, the small shop finally became more presentable. Everything from top to bottom, large and small, was ready. Everything was ready. The only thing left was the East. As long as the goods were ready, the small shop could be ready at any time.
Open for business.
Only then did Mo Lan stop to take a rest, looked at Al who was also resting next to him, and suddenly asked.
"Al, my shop is short of a worker. He usually cleans, cooks, receives guests, organizes display cabinets, and provides food and accommodation. It costs ten coppers a month. Do you want to do it?"
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Al looked at Mo Lan excitedly, at a loss.
"Really?"
"Really, if you agree, go and explain this clearly to your parents today, explain the matter, and then we will continue working tomorrow."
Al's eyes darkened when he heard this.
"I have no parents."
Mo Lan's expression paused, and without saying anything, he took him directly to a small cubicle at the back of the hall on the first floor.
"This is your room. You can take the original quilt on the second floor and start working from today. Is there any problem?"
"No, no, thank you sir, thank you sir."
"Go sweep the floor and clean the second floor as well."
"yes!"
Al replied loudly, Mo Lan looked at him and smiled, opened the chat box, and Aite called everyone.
